Tuesday, June 16, 2009

When Grandma Jean stopped me after church one Sunday and told me she wanted me to meet her grandson I thought, “Oh brother!” I was finishing my last year of college and had my life planned as a single mom. Brittany and I were doing great and I thought it would be just us.

Then he called and asked me to go to dinner with him. This date was different. I didn’t know what it was but something felt different. We started spending a lot of time together. A month later I knew we needed to get married. When I asked him to marry me he said he wasn’t even sure that I really liked him. Good thing I cleared that up.

Yesterday we celebrated NINE years together. Through the ups and the downs, the good and the bad, we have stood by each other. And I can honestly say I love him more today than yesterday.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

I’m almost embarrassed to admit that today has been a very emotional day for me. I think I have cried more today than I did the first day of school. As I watched Morgan walk out of the school with her class I had to fight back the tears. She suddenly looked so grown up.

I am thrilled that Morgan did so well in kindergarten and made so much progress. It was a rocky start but once she figured it out she took off. (She even tied for the Top Reader award for reading the most minutes.) She is excited to be able to read words and she wants to count everything.

After I picked Morgan up from school we went to speech therapy. She finally tested as “normal” for her age. I almost cried again. We still have a few things to work on but I am amazed, once again, at the progress she has made.

Cleaning out Morgan’s backpack I suddenly had the desire to create a scrapbook page for her book. Using a few things that came home with her today, I threw this page together. . . with a pocket to hold her report card.

I’m going to be a mean mom this summer. I have it all planned. We are going to have 15 – 20 minutes of school time every morning. I don’t want Morgan to have to start all over when she goes to first grade. She needs help remembering all the things that she has learned. I am going to try to make it fun for her. Hopefully she won’t even notice that she is doing school work.